The Whitetail Rut…They’re Crazy!

The air almost smells different. It’s the beginning of the rut, a frenzied time of year. They become vulnerable. They run around with their tongues hanging out, making erratic, impulsive decisions that could shorten their lives…or, if they’re lucky, help them score. They become strange, unpredictable creatures – sometimes you see them, sometimes you don’t. They change from moment to moment. They get tunnel vision—life becomes about one thing. They eat and sleep just enough to supply them with energy for the chase, and then they’re back in the game.

They’re called deer hunters, and nobody quite knows what to do with them this time of year.